Track Insight / Lyrics
Streetlamps bleed a hazy gold,
Stories whispered, bought and sold.
City sleeps beneath the grey,
Waiting for a brighter day.
Old man Helgi drove all night,
Through the darkness, pale moonlight.
Saw the colours start to climb,
Over rooftops, lost in time.
[Pre- Corrugated silver sheen,
Reflecting what has been.
A quiet hum, a distant call,
Reykjavik watches over all.
Tin and glow, a northern grace,
Dancing lights on every face.
Silver roofs and skies alight,
Reykjavik burning in the night.
Young girl Sigrid, by the shore,
Dreams of sailors, wanting more.
Watches ribbons twist and bend,
Hoping for a faithful friend.
[Pre- Corrugated silver sheen,
Reflecting what has been.
A quiet hum, a distant call,
Reykjavik watches over all.
Tin and glow, a northern grace,
Dancing lights on every face.
Silver roofs and skies alight,
Reykjavik burning in the night.
Fisherman Kjartan, worn and true,
Sees the aurora shining through.
Years at sea have taught him well,
Stories the northern lights can tell.
Empty streets, a lonely breeze,
Rustling through the birch trees.
The city breathes a silent plea,
Lost in vibrant reverie.
Tin and glow, a northern grace,
Dancing lights on every face.
Silver roofs and skies alight,
Reykjavik burning in the night.
Helgi parks the cab to rest,
Feels the peace within his chest.
Knows this city, knows its soul,
Underneath the arctic pole.
Tin and glow, a northern grace,
Dancing lights on every face.
Silver roofs and skies alight,
Reykjavik burning in the night.
Tin and glow, a northern grace,
Dancing lights on every face.
Silver roofs and skies alight,
Reykjavik burning, burning bright!
Pale moonlight on frosted pane,
Reykjavik sleeps, then wakes again.
Tin and glow, a thinning dream,
Lost in the aurora's gleam.
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